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That's my Daaaady.
Yesterday my husband and I were driving
through the country looking for flowers in
bloom and leaves unfurled.
All of a sudden my husband stopped and
turned the car around and then parked.
With his mouth open and not saying a
word a pointed his finger at a man in a
field standing in the midst of some sheep.
This man seemed to be concentrating
on one sheep and I watched in awe
not knowing if I should make a peep.
We drove into the driveway where the
man must live and I knocked on the
door hoping someone was inside.
Much to my surprise a young boy
opened the door with white curly
hair and said, "Yes, what's the
matter?
I explained to him that there was
a man in his field with his sheep and
that perhaps he might want to tell
his Daddy.
He smiled with pride and said, "Oh,
that's okay, that's just my Daaaaady!"
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